In a Manner of Poetry

July 2, 2018

After Hours

I wanna talk dirty through text
I want the same pictures you sent to your ex
Let’s discuss everything we’ve been eager to do
Then touch yourself as if I’m there feelin’ on you
Rub the juices in as I go into detail
Get carried away, turn that moan in a yell
But before you reach your climax press record
Then finish the performance like you’re tryin’ to win an award